The Ballet Mistress

As I instruct the ballet corps
My eyes stray
Toward the catwalks far above
I know he may be there
The Opera Ghost

The managers do not believe me
When I give them the notes
It is not wise to disobey him
Or gossip
As my daughter does

If I speak of what I know
I may live in fear forever
So I keep my silence
And tell the mangers
Only what he wishes them to know